The Seventh Floor - JJK [✓]

FORTY - ONE

Jungkook's smirk played on his face as he questioned, "It's my wife's personal space. Why do you want to visit? Because of the beauty of the apartment or to live some moments in it?" He raised a brow, a subtle challenge in his gaze.

Charles, looking down at Jungkook's shoes, responded, "You are well aware, and it's not breaking me anymore the way you're relishing my misery."

Jungkook, sipping on his drink and creating clouds of smoke, remarked, "Ohh! It's no fun. I didn't expect this simple request from you. Anyways... Move on to second."

As Jungkook rose from his seat and moved towards him, Charles expressed his second request. Jungkook couldn't stop his laughter, clapping as he circled around Charles, thoroughly amused.

"Seriously? I didn't expect this either. I thought you'd fight or try to destroy me again. Mr. Enzo, were you always that weak?" Jungkook teased, taking a squatted position before him.

"Love makes you vulnerable," Charles uttered, tears streaming down his face. Jungkook sat, maintaining eye contact.

"You're wrong, Mr. Enzo. My love makes me stronger every day, every second. Her second name is 'get it whatever it takes.' Her personality is, 'burn the world for your lover.' We both fought for each other. Did you think I was using her for power only or that I'd use her in any kind of revenge, knowing she had nothing to do with this world? Why would I torture her for things she never did? Your cunning son-in-law tried hard to manipulate her, but she's not easy to approach. Don't you ever think anyone could snatch her from me..." Jungkook spoke fiercely, locking eyes with Charles.

"And I'll fulfil your requests... very soon, just not today. I'm not in the mood," Jungkook signalled Charles to leave. Though Charles' blood boiled at the mockery, he was aware that Jungkook had been eagerly waiting for this moment. Charles nodded and took his leave.

On the other side, Jimin and Greta immersed themselves in affection, but Jimin's thoughts lingered on Yn. Yn, meanwhile, rapidly recovered from her injuries, thanks to the effective herbs from around the world that Jungkook provided, safe for her pregnancy and promoting quick internal healing.

Unbeknownst to Yn, Jungkook from the beginning of her abduction, ensured her well-being by occasionally providing essential vaccinations and supplements. Some injections induced temporary sleep for her rest, while others included routine immunizations to safeguard against common illnesses.

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One night, during a call, Jungkook stood on his expansive balcony, puffing on his cigar. "I can't come tonight, and I thought to postpone the deed for six more months," he communicated.

"Sir, he is pleading to meet you both," the man spoke over the call. Jungkook chuckled, "Is he calling for his death tonight? Let's do it then."

Extinguishing the cigar, Jungkook put on his formal wear. Emerging from his closet, he found his wife lying on her stomach on the bed, scrolling through her phone and examining new weapon designs. Her mid-thigh silk dress accentuated her movements, exposing her asscheeks, catching Jungkook's attention. "Yn," he called, and she hummed in response. Moving closer, he playfully spanked her bouncing ass.

"Jungk—" she turned around, looking at him fully dressed. She sat upright, questioning, "Where are you going late at night?"

"How many times have I reminded you not to press your tummy for too long?" Jungkook grumbled, a concern in his tone. Yn laughed, "You still believe our baby couldn't breathe if I did that? Jungkook, babies receive oxygen through the placenta until they're born."